Tears Are Not Enough 소설 & 이야기

It had been ten years since the incident, but Quan could still taste the rancid smell of white blood with the tip of her mind. Often times the girl closed her eyes and took a deep breath, so that at least the glint could be reduced. Quan thought time would cloud the memory, but she seemed to have her hopes up. At the very least, she had managed to fool herself into thinking that what she was doing was the right thing, or she thought so.

I can't cry, not at least before these people, because my tears are special and they cause me so much physical loss too. Mermaids' tears turn into pearls when they dry up, and that is similar to being bled if we lose too much of tears. It makes us weak. I already cried a lot yesterday and for that sake, I felt so weak in the morning that I wasn't able to open my eyes. So I should halt myself from being moody, as I decided that I will follow my parent's arrangement I will not cry anymore, at least I can try not to. I tried my best to not give up on my mood, but damn, that man, why he has to be here before me when I am trying the hell out of me to stop my tears.

Since the burden of providing for my family passed to my shoulders, I didn't cry again no matter how hurt I was or suffering. I always keep in mind that tears can only give satisfaction to people who always mean to make you suffer. Just exactly like this. I am just garbage in his eyes, and I will forever be garbage for him. My tears will only please his uncompassionate heart, and I think he doesn't deserve it. "Very well. You can stay. But, on one condition." I find something off with his words. I gulp from that realization but choose to remain silent. He brings his face closer to me, in which I notice again that same lust sparkling in his eyes the first time we met as he stares into mine. "

Tears were precious and should only be shed for those who were important to us. .... Thank you. ShineeSunshine ❤️

I mumbles tears running down my face ***********************

All I wanted was to let the sweet oblivion of unconsciousness take me under. I wasn’t a crier. I’d learned a long time ago that tears never solved anything. But it seemed my battered heart didn’t get the memo. I'd already shed more tears today than the rest of my life put together. So giving in to the inevitable, I let the tears come and cried myself to sleep.

Just calm down. I can't the tears that escape my eyes.

What a way to meet your biological parents. "What if I can't do it?" I ask and sniff. My emotions come into everything right now. Animal advert on the TV? Tears are streaming down my face. Something looks cute but is actually a food...tears. Nikolai getting stabbed? Obviously, there are tears. Even the tissue advert had me in tears yesterday. I believe I need some of them. They state that they are good for spillages, and I can't seem to keep my tears at bay these days.

Magindara confirmed. I felt so excited that I nearly forgot to realize that I still have to quickly produce tears to do so. Magindara gave me enough moment to concentrate and produce the enough tears needed for the translucent pear to function. At first, forcing out the tears to come out from my eyes just seem so hard to do. I find it hard to concentrate. No matter how I try to make my eyes yield any tears, it just won’t come out. Until Magindara is back to my side to approach me once again, “Can’t get enough tears?” She asked.

A tear drops from my eye, so much for being emotionless. I LOST MY DIANA.